Ha-ha, that's funny.
I'm serious. It really does. Greatest thing since sliced bread.
Ha-ha, that's funny.
Oh, I know what it does. I also know what she doesn't do.I'm serious. It really does. Greatest thing since sliced bread.
If the priority is truly getting the "our house" built ,why spend money on the speakers?
The wife wants to know, did your wife know about the speakers before the purchase? Was she a part of the purchase?
Barney
Sorry man but I really can't blame your wife.
For a room that size, there's way too much going on plus, you have lost the entire window.
Yes she knew. I mentioned it in the thread early on that she was keen to do the road trip with me to pick them up.
Hang in there, it should all work out in the end.Rented house with furniture from our old home we used to own. You do the best you can with what you have. We were not going to waste good money on furnishing a rental home for less than two years while building.
Poor design of the living room of the rental means nowhere else to place what we have.
Rented house with furniture from our old home we used to own. You do the best you can with what you have. We were not going to waste good money on furnishing a rental home for less than two years while building.
Poor design of the living room of the rental means nowhere else to place what we have.
I can see what you are getting at but I've been a good lad. Planned our whole honeymoon, only 5 months ago married. She broke her ankle recently and I sacrificed a sleep in every day for 2 weeks (my holidays) to take her to work and pick her up and the end of the day.
She had a crappy evening at work so I'm hoping that was part of it and it will blow over in the morning
After scoring some new speakers at an incredible price at auction I fly approx 600 miles to pick them up as every courier company I ring either wants ridiculous money to transport them ($600) or won't deal with the auction house.
So I hire a campervan (cheapest hire option) and spend the night in a parking lot at the beach then drive an hour to pick the speakers up the next morning.
Two massive boxes just fit in ( each speaker alone weighs 73kg or 160 pounds without packaging which includes solid mdf board) and I proceed to drive home which takes over 12 hours.
I get home, unload them and set them up with the help of my brother. We love them.
The wife gets home, walks through the door. First thing out of her mouth is " I can't believe those. They look absolutely shit. God I just hate living in this house now (referring to hifi gear). She's bloody unimpressed and angry.
What do you do?!
Sigh......
Speakers in question are Magnat Quantum Signature speakers in gloss black.
https://www.magnat.de/en/audiophile/quantum-signature/
I think we've beaten up on Homer enough, don't you? Poor guy. Writes in to his favorite hifi site to seek a little support after his wife lands a left hook (granted: deserved), I give him unsolicited marital counseling, others tell him how ugly his speakers are, and still others pee on his white console. What kind of cruel counselors are we, anyway? Job himself didn't catch this much grief.
Yep. We're a sorry bunch of "friends" piling on like this. In another age, we'd all have pat him on the back and praised him for being the man in his house, putting his foot down, and taking his place at the head of the household. Yes, we would. What have we become? Soft, that's what! Sensitive and doting and holding up our end of the women's lib battering ram. And helping to swing it!!!!! "Hit him again!" we've cried as we pilloried the poor wretch again and again! "Take that, you scoundrel! You insensitive neanderthal! You . . . you . . . you unrepenting chauvinist!"
Gentlemen! We must awake and open our eyes wide to the wimps we've become! Have you any idea what we are advocating? Before long, women will flee their duties of home and hearth! They will desert the very children suckling at the breast! They will ascend to heights unnatural, foreign, and unbefitting of the weaker sex! I shiver to think that - as horrid a thought as even to imagine! - they may one day . . . DRIVE AUTOMOBILES!!!!!!!!!! There! I've said it. Behold and be forewarned, my friends!
Homer, we have wronged you our beer-drinking, club-swinging keeper of the flame! We must reclaim that which we have forsaken. We must ascend once again the great heights that we once knew and inhabited! Oh, how we have fallen!
GeeDeeEmm
Babylon Bee, is that you?I think we've beaten up on Homer enough, don't you? Poor guy. Writes in to his favorite hifi site to seek a little support after his wife lands a left hook (granted: deserved), I give him unsolicited marital counseling, others tell him how ugly his speakers are, and still others pee on his white console. What kind of cruel counselors are we, anyway? Job himself didn't catch this much grief.
Yep. We're a sorry bunch of "friends" piling on like this. In another age, we'd all have pat him on the back and praised him for being the man in his house, putting his foot down, and taking his place at the head of the household. Yes, we would. What have we become? Soft, that's what! Sensitive and doting and holding up our end of the women's lib battering ram. And helping to swing it!!!!! "Hit him again!" we've cried as we pilloried the poor wretch again and again! "Take that, you scoundrel! You insensitive neanderthal! You . . . you . . . you unrepenting chauvinist!"
Gentlemen! We must awake and open our eyes wide to the wimps we've become! Have you any idea what we are advocating? Before long, women will flee their duties of home and hearth! They will desert the very children suckling at the breast! They will ascend to heights unnatural, foreign, and unbefitting of the weaker sex! I shiver to think that - as horrid a thought as even to imagine! - they may one day . . . DRIVE AUTOMOBILES!!!!!!!!!! There! I've said it. Behold and be forewarned, my friends!
Homer, we have wronged you our beer-drinking, club-swinging keeper of the flame! We must reclaim that which we have forsaken. We must ascend once again the great heights that we once knew and inhabited! Oh, how we have fallen!
GeeDeeEmm
Gentlemen! We must awake and open our eyes wide to the wimps we've become! Have you any idea what we are advocating? Before long, women will flee their duties of home and hearth! They will desert the very children suckling at the breast! They will ascend to heights unnatural, foreign, and unbefitting of the weaker sex! I shiver to think that - as horrid a thought as even to imagine! - they may one day . . . DRIVE AUTOMOBILES!!!!!!!!!! There! I've said it. Behold and be forewarned, my friend.